Lis returned home contentedly after enjoying a grand play in the afternoon.
Honestly, the sight of the Finance Assistant being dragged away by a group of burly men was indeed amusing.
Philip knew his fate was sealed and struggled desperately, but under the suppression of the Royal Guard Soldiers, resistance was futile; he could only howl desperately like a dead pig.
Gilberto had also called Lis over to comfort him and affirmed his merits, but Lis didn't care much about that.
Hans had temporarily taken over Philip's position with a joyful expression, but Lis didn't have high hopes for him.
If he didn't quickly realize the friction between the two major powers of the kingdom, whether he could save his life in the upcoming chaos was uncertain.
However, that was no longer Lis's concern.
He had more important matters to attend to.
Such as... comforting a certain injured Duke!
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Deep into the night, Duke Ward woke up again.
